Back in the room, Yingxuan immediately took out the scroll given by his father.
"Haha, you are a pretty good dad, willing to pass on such a powerful fighting skill to you." As soon as he entered the room, Gu Ling ran out of the Spiritual Sword. He looked at the scroll in Yingxuan's hand and smiled.
"Do you know about this empty fist?" Yingxuan asked, raising the scroll in his hand.
"Who doesn't know about the Breaking Fist? I think back then, there was a strong man in ancient times who used the Breaking Fist, but it directly shattered a space."
"No, it also shattered the space." Yingxuan exclaimed.
"Haha, little guy, this air-breaking fist is positioned by the spiritual power of a cultivator. With your spiritual power in the early stage of Qi realm, it's good to be able to break stones quickly. You want to smash the space." Looking at his face.
Gu Ling poured cold water on Yingxuan who was full of greed without hesitation.
"However, this is a good fighting skill. You should practice it on your own first. If you encounter something you don't understand, come and ask me." After saying this, the ancient old man floated back to his sword.
"Oh, by the way, although this Pukong Fist is quite powerful, its powerful fighting skills also have great staying power. I heard that those who practice this Pukong Fist will also have their palms counterattacked by the domineering spiritual power, but you
Don’t be afraid, your body has been trained by heaven and earth. The ferocity of your body can be said to be very strong. So you don’t have to be afraid of the backlash of the spiritual power of this empty fist. On the contrary, it may become a tonic for training the strength of your palms.
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"I'll go, this Sky Breaking Fist will backfire. No wonder there are some inexplicable scars on dad's hand. But since the old man said I can practice, there shouldn't be much of a problem." Yingxuan tentatively said.
opened this black scroll.
"The Divine Fist of Breaking the Sky is divided into three realms: breaking force, breaking Qi, and breaking the air. One is breaking the brute force, the second is breaking the heart of Qi, and the third is breaking the void. The three punches can break the ground and the mountains at the same time." Looking at this domineering figure,
At the beginning, Yingxuan was a little excited.
Breaking force, breaking energy, breaking void, if you can successfully practice it, and then cooperate with my shadow step, you will have speed and strength. Yingxuan is a little happy.
Slowly opening the scroll, faint light spots flashed out. Those light spots slowly poured into Yingxuan's mind. Yingxuan felt his head swell, and then a large number of messages appeared inexplicably.
"Is this how to practice the Sky Breaking Fist? It doesn't look difficult to practice." Yingxuan was a little eager to try it.
Following the prompts in my mind, my palms slowly began to form seals, and bits of spiritual power began to condense in my palms.
"Breaking Kong Fist." Ying Xuan shouted in his heart. He clenched his hand into a fist and punched forward.
A fist wind followed Yingxuan's palm, slowly forming an illusory fist shadow in the air. It hit the wooden table in front of him.
After a gust of wind and rain, the wooden table that was intact just now suddenly became unrecognizable.
"Huh, this empty fist is quite powerful, but..." Yingxuan looked at his unconscious right hand, feeling quite helpless.
"Hehe, little guy, don't be dissatisfied. It's already very good to be able to produce punching style for the first time in practice. However, this air-breaking fist can only be used for close attacks. Once the distance is far away, it will not have any magical effect.
." The ancient spirit floated out from the sword again and said faintly.
"Hmm, and the stamina of this air-breaking fist is very strong. With my strength, I can only use it once. It's good for the final touch, but it's a little worse for a head-on confrontation." Yingxuan also said in a deep voice.
"Old man, do you have any good fighting skills? Come on and bring them out." Yingxuan suddenly pointed his gun at Gu Ling.
"Hmph, little guy, he's a teacher, not an old man, he doesn't have any rules at all." The ancient spirit said helplessly while blowing his beard.
"Yes, teacher, do you have any good fighting skills?" Yingxuan became gentle this time.
"Hmph, little guy, have you forgotten your spiritual sword?" Gu Ling joked.
"Spirit-Cultivation Sword? Is there any fighting skills that this Spirit-Cultivation Sword doesn't have?"
"Of course, hum, little guy. Tomorrow morning I will go to the forest where you practice, and I will teach you the authentic spiritual sword technique." After saying that, the ancient spirit floated back into the spiritual sword, leaving Yingxuan with a happy face.